…through the keyhole of her confines, she sees how poor the world has become; Thence, she mutters;
can one ever really be free,
when all that lingers in captivity’s dust,
is the thin veiled irony,
wheezing, “Freedom cometh at a cost”?
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Cheemnonso™
…through the keyhole of her confines, she sees how poor the world has become; Thence, she mutters;
can one ever really be free,
when all that lingers in captivity’s dust,
is the thin veiled irony,
wheezing, “Freedom cometh at a cost”?
.
Cheemnonso™
I am never not in awe of your poems!!
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Thanks for always being supportive, Ana. I truly appreciate this.
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@Cheemnonso It will always be a pleasure 🙃
P.S. Could you please state the source of the featured image in this post.
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I came across the photo on Pixabay.
https://pixabay.com/photos/girl-brave-bravery-independence-843076/
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Alright, Thank you!
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AMAZING WORK
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Thanks a lot, Nancy.
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Loved the lines and image.Good work😀
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Thanks for your appreciation, Lebana.
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The pleasure is mine.
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Hmm, Good question…
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Beautifully done. Anand Bose from Kerala
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Thanks Anand.
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Stunning, so beautifully worded. The introductory line got me watching the word from keyhole ….splendid!
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Thank you lots, Tanya.🙂
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Wow!!❤❤❤
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Great 👍
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Thanks Subrata.
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